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Heaving a huge sigh of relief, I shifted closer to her warm body and pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder. She sniffled in response. I froze. She sniffled again. Ah fuck. She choked out a sob. The last few days’ events came trickling back to me, bit by bit, and my blood ran cold as shame enveloped me in its familiar embrace. No. No. Fuck no… “Molloy.” My voice was strangled and torn. “Baby, I’m so fucking—“ “You’re not good for me,”
Saving 6 (Boys of Tommen #3)
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